Day 4-- Through The Looking Glass

[vacationisalie]

[This is insane.]

Hey Roxas? I gotta tell you something… something important, okay?

I’m not what you think I am.

[This is wrong.]

You remember when you unlocked your heart to save Kairi? Well I do too.

[It has to be the world’s biggest joke yet, Roxas’ mouth set in a thin, pale line as his hands grip the keyblade, slashing into everything. Break it all

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[waterfell]

[It's never that easy to cope with those questions of identity; who knows it better than Mercury who spent so long chasing herself? She comes upon the distraught Sora and, without knowing just what had happened, puts herself in line with him.

Something in her doesn't like the rapidly-disappearing world, the destruction of its very fabric. She looks him up and down.]

The rest of this world shouldn't suffer for one person.

[vacationisalie]

It's just a dream; it doesn't exist.

[There's so much bitterness in those words- that's him. One line, and he's told everything he needs to about himself. A glance to the side tells Roxas he's met this girl before, but he can't remember where. In the real world, or another dream, or-]

[Its a mess. Its a huge mess.]

Nothing here really exists.

[Except, perhaps, the girl looking at him.]

[waterfell]

[This gives her pause. He's right, of course, if this is the dream world; and she's hardly the right person to give moralizing lectures anyway. She nods as though satisfied.]

So you want to cut away all those false things and get to the true reality. Is that is?

Maybe I understand that.

[vacationisalie]

Not exactly.

[He doesn't like real life that much either, even if lately, its been easier. Even if he and Sora have been traveling for a month now, even if they've come to trust each other as equals, even if he'd watch Sora's back in any fight.]

[Even if Sora made him laugh the other day. Roxas was so surprised, he'd cut himself off.]

It's not for me.

/tags before I forget >_<

[drknss_bnd_lght]

I thought you weren't meant to kill the messenger. Or something like that. [Ventias's lost the cloak, but he's got his blindfold back on. Either way, his wings are folded easily against his back. An easy shrug and a slight grin at the destruction around him. Cute, but - Amateurish as well. Pathetic, but kinda endearing. Pitiful.]

That's what the Master always said, though. [Not... that his Master kept to it at times 8D;;.]

Re: /tags before I forget >_<

[vacationisalie]

I did kill the messenger. [Blunt. He doesn't want to have this conversation, not with him. Ventus is too- happy, full of light, for all of this. A frustrated glance to the area where he struck Sora down, and Roxas continues ripping up the ground. His mind doesn't seem to comprehend what's supposed to be under there, and so all that's left is a great black hole.]

You should probably leave, Ven.

-- ok. tagged this and now I sleep. :(

[drknss_bnd_lght]

It's Venitas. [It's sneered - and it sounds, right now, like 'vanitas'. Ven's.. too plain, too simple - light hearted and innocent, and for all his behaviour and quirks, Venitas is not innocent. He's only mildly psychotic, really..... Ven is too plebeian for him and he doesn't seem to give two fucks that Roxas looks like him. Or maybe does, and he's just, nonchalant about the whole thing.]

Why would you kill it though? It did nothing to you.

Sleep well! o/

[vacationisalie]

Venitas, then.

[If Venitas was going to act like a fool, then let him. Not like this dream wasn't warped enough, anyway. The look Roxas casts him is bored, but he stops lashing out at everything, crossing his arms.]

Why does it concern you? This is my dream- I'm fixing it.

[Breaking it. To itty, bitty pieces, until it can't even be found in the darkest recesses of his subconscious.]

I never asked for your opinion.

[dormition]

[This... isn't right. Minato is patient, and all for letting people get out their feelings, but this isn't right. The figments of conversation that he'd mentally overheard hadn't helped much, either-- what he knew of that world was so little, the context so scant. In the end, regardless of what he understands, what matters to him is his friend being so upset.]

... Roxas? [He comes toward him, concern flickering over his face, one hand raised. He just doesn't know what else to say. He feels a little like an intruder.]

[vacationisalie]

Minato... [There's three people from his dreams that could make him stop tearing this all apart, and this is one of them. There's dirt on his cheek- his keyblade is covered in dust and nicks- for a moment, he feels ashamed.]

[No one was supposed to see this, but Minato, Aerith and Sora? They're the last people he wants to know.]

Um, I was just-

Sorry.

[dormition]

[He shakes his head, denying the apology.] No, I... I'm just worried, [he tells him honestly, approaching closer now.]

What's going on?

[vacationisalie]

[Roxas takes a deep breath, shoulders slumping. Its been...a month now, hasn't it? A month of traveling, and dreaming; there's so much he's been keeping in, and this dream itself is a manifestation of all of that.]

[Relying on someone, confiding in them; Minato may still judge.]

I was never meant to exist.

[auncyenhalig]

... You are angry.

[ She doesn't understand at all. Her hands curl in front of her chest, defensive but unsure what to defend against, as she watches the scene unravel. ]

[vacationisalie]

[He stills in his motions. Swallows heavily, chest heaving. Aerith.]

[Roxas couldn't keep tearing this place apart now even if he wanted to.]

Yeah, I guess I am.

[auncyenhalig]

[ She comes closer, her footsteps slow and steady. ]

At Sora? [ She knows that other voice now. But still not what's really happening here. ]

[vacationisalie]

No. He's- he doesn't know about this. Any of it.

[He tilts his head up at the sky, thinking. Just what is he angry at? How many people, things, moments...]

I'm angry at Riku, DiZ and Axel for trying to kill me. I'm angry at Namine for telling me I had to disappear. I'm angry at...what happened. What's happening now. It's like I don't have any control, anymore.

I was angry at Sora, but- [The smile that follows is forced, skewed.] he knows even less than I do.